So, feeling my age this week after:
and Peyton Manning’s ongoing fight to stave off retirement, at the grand old age of 39…
“Broncos QB Peyton Manning will practice today, for the first time since being removed from a disastrous game against the Chiefs and put up on the shelf to let his various bruises and tears heal. He is not expected to play this weekend—Brock Osweiler is still the starter, but probably not for long.
Gary Kubiak made the announcement yesterday, and it’s a reflection more of Manning’s medical progress than of any hints toward the team’s plans. Manning’s body really started to break down this year, but it was a partially torn foot ligament that finally forced him out—amid a career-worst start to his season—and put him in a hard cast and then a walking boot for few weeks….”
Then I hear that the Reds have traded Todd Frazier, which may be the smart thing to do, but he’s so cool, and it just makes me sad that we can’t hang on to more than 2 players for more than an arbitration year. That’s baseball… we can’t have nice things, and that makes me sad, too… on top of losing Chapman last week. And Andy Dalton’s injury. And global warming, and Trump, and so on. At least Trump is entertaining.
Star Wars better not suck… I don’t think I can handle the disappointment! That said… I can’t wait. This will cheer the darkest of hearts…